My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 81 The dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy

on the ground.

Nan Fengchu screamed loudly, while hugging his legs and rolling on the ground.

There was a burst of throbbing pain on his thigh, and he almost fainted on the spot due to the pain.

The most frightening thing was that with the intense throbbing pain, he felt his lower body gradually become numb and gradually lose consciousness.

"Murong Jiuqing, what did you do to this king?"

Nan Fengchu's complexion changed drastically, he raised his head, and asked Murong Jiuqing in a terrified voice.

Murong Jiuqing looked at him coldly and answered.

"Nanfengchu, don't spitting blood. Everyone saw it just now. From the beginning to the end, you have been chasing Miss Ben with your sword, and Miss Ben hasn't touched you at all."

"You fart."

Nan Fengchu shouted angrily.

Just now he clearly heard Murong Jiuqing's cry, and immediately felt a pain in his leg.

Who else but her?
Seeing Nan Fengchu fall to the ground, Lin Miaoer immediately yelled and ran over quickly.

"Brother Chu, are you okay? What's the matter with you? Did you get hurt somewhere? Does it matter?"

Lin Miaoer was sweating profusely looking at Nan Fengchu.

The whole person was incoherent in fright, and asked Nan Fengchu anxiously.

She stood up from the ground with a "boom", pointed at Murong Jiuqing's nose and cursed.

"Little waste, what did you do to Brother Chu? By the way, sorcery, you must have hurt Brother Chu with sorcery again. Hurry up, everyone, and arrest this witch."

Lin Miaoer yelled hysterically, and flew towards Murong Jiu.

Murong Jiuqing snorted coldly, and dodged her attack.

"Go away."

Murong Jiuqing grabbed Lin Miaoer's wrist, and then tripped heavily.

"what!"

Lin Miaoer screamed.

He tilted his body and lost his center of gravity, and threw himself heavily on the ground in the same posture as a dog eating shit.

"Murong Jiuqing, you witch, I will not let you go."

Lin Miaoer lay on the ground, yelling loudly at Murong Jiuqing, her face hurting and her facial features twisted into a ball.

"Really? I'll wait."

Murong Jiuqing sneered, turned his head and strode towards Nanfeng Chu.

"Murong Jiuqing, you, you, what do you want to do? This king warns you, if you dare to touch a single hair of this king, this king will never let you go."

Nan Fengchu shouted with a livid face.

But the look of panic in his eyes betrayed him.

"Nanfengchu, you don't want your legs anymore?"

Murong Jiu looked down at Nan Feng Chu condescendingly, with a deep sense of sarcasm in his eyes.

"It really is you." Nanfeng Chu shouted loudly.

"Murong Jiuqing, it's your good deed, have you finally admitted it now?"

Lin Miaoer got up from the ground in disgrace, pointed at Murong Jiuqing and cursed.

"Noisy."

Murong Jiuqing frowned.

With a movement, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Click!

Click!

Lin Miaoer's two wrists were directly dislocated.

Her eyes darkened from the pain, and she almost fainted.

"Little bitch... No, no, no, Murong Jiuqing, Xiao Jiu, please save me, please."

Nan Fengchu lay on the ground, begging Murong Jiu uncontrollably.

Murong Jiuqing's face turned cold: "Xiao Jiu was also called by you?"

"No no no...Miss Murong, Miss Murong, please save me, please."

Nan Fengchu knelt on the ground begging in embarrassment.

It looked like a begging dog.

(End of this chapter)